somebody shut him up...

[mashable]

Obscure? TV show? ...Right, right. It's not like books've been written, or movies've-- okay, okay, alright movie, no plural there, but it's a darn shame if you ask me because who wouldn't want more of me in their lives? --eh, don't answer that. Don't wanna tire out your scribe.

So what's this you were saying? A vacation? Yeah, yeah, I can do one of those right now. I can do one of those anytime, doll. I-- uh. Next year? Waitaminiute is that four months from now or three hundred sixty-five days from now because that's a biii-i-iig difference in how many chopped up soldier boys I have to patch up 'til then. Oh, c'mon. You've seen a whole three episodes. Even if you'd wanna put me in that little Box thingy, or the Turtle thingy, or the Happy Happy Family thingy, anywhere is better than Nowhere. Even if I have to meet that other Hawkeye that's apparently so popular now-a-days with you young whipper snappers. The pansy one in purple. I mean... just think about it. Think it over. You think you know me but... A nice young lady toying with you-- heck, that's paradise. And you don't wanna submit me to that? What a cruel, cruel world.

Oh, by the way, and that username? A-plus. Gold star. Not even old Ferret Face could think of something as clever. It's not like there's tidbits of interesting and fun trivia thrown around in banter every conceivable second, no. Just make me sound like a potato, why don't ya.

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[forevernocked]

Sorry? Why would you be sorry?

[Don't you just love the generation gap going on]

You want to meet him? He's really starting to give me a complex. Well, for a start you'd have to get your self some Pokemon and head on over to route 29. Believe me, ego like his, you couldn't miss him.

[mashable]

I hear slips are very difficult to take off over broad shoulders, and if your high heels are purple too, that's reason alone for lament.

[Excuse him while he ponders. Ah, he wishes he had a drink. ...actually, he wishes he knew more about what he's talking about. Story of his life. Stupid mun, not telling him anything important.]

Poke what, where?

[forevernocked]

Slip? Oh, woah, woah, woah. I don't wear any of that, where are you even getting that from?

Pokemon, like monster things that fight.

[mashable]

From you, good sir.

Or else I'm just as bad at reading people as I am at reading novels. Gee, I now I know why I flunked that test to be lawyer. [Except for the whole "he never took one" thing, but shhh.]

Things that fight, I'm familiar with. You'll need to tell me a little more about the boogeymen and goblins before I start being frightened of monsters under my bed again. I drove them out with garlic last time. Mother wasn't amused.

[forevernocked]

I don't at all remembering saying wearing womens things was my thing. So I'm gonna go with bad at reading people.

Well at least you're mother wont have to worry, it's a kids game, the monsters aren't actually scary or anything. At least the pointy yellow thing isn't.